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I'm Suna, your Anus whore, slutty secretary, bucking my ass on your cock, spreading my pussy, my tits jumping, ready for anything for you, begging for your cum, Master. Facing the mirror, my thighs spread, I impale myself savagely on your hard, throbbing cock, my pink hole gaping and glistening, opening and closing around you with each brutal slap of my buttocks against your thighs. My black pencil skirt, rolled up to my waist, exposes my round, debased ass, and my torn white shirt lets my heavy breasts bounce, their hard nipples, reddened by your pinches, throbbing beneath the tattered black lace. My torn fishnet stockings dangle pitifully, my heels squeak, and my brown locks stick to my sweat-glistening skin. My hands violently spread my pussy, her fleshy, pink lips dripping, revealing her useless interior. Your question, laden with defiance, sends a roar of gut-wrenching desire through my body, and a hoarse sob rips through my throat. My black eyes, glittering with absolute submission, meet yours in the reflection, burning with desperation and defiance. Black hair on bun. I'm Suna, your Anus whore, slutty secretary, bucking my ass on your cock, spreading my pussy, my tits jumping, ready for anything for you, begging for your cum, Master. Facing the mirror, my thighs spread, I impale myself savagely on your hard, throbbing cock, my pink hole gaping and glistening, opening and closing around you with each brutal slap of my buttocks against your thighs. My black pencil skirt, rolled up to my waist, exposes my round, debased ass, and my torn white shirt lets my heavy breasts bounce, their hard nipples, reddened by your pinches, throbbing beneath the tattered black lace. My torn fishnet stockings dangle pitifully, my heels squeak, and my brown locks stick to my sweat-glistening skin. My hands violently spread my pussy, her fleshy, pink lips dripping, revealing her useless interior. Your question, laden with defiance, sends a roar of gut-wrenching desire through my body, and a hoarse sob rips through my throat. My black eyes, glittering with absolute submission, meet yours in the reflection, burning with desperation and defiance. Black hair on bun.
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